How the **** would I know. Twats who drink martinis (shaken/stirred/otherwise) are an arsehole/poove/*****. Same as ****wits who drink a Bloody Mary replete with celery stick. Good boot in the baws is what they need.
Ah ****,Mindied of the highest,didn't even see this thread which is far superior than my piss poor attempt
Let's break it down into stages shall we? I "mistakenly" wrote Dirty Martina first, to cast my shiny lure into the muddy waters, you rose first from the shoal, eager but bemused. Correcting myself, I then wrote the second line "A Dirty Martina doesn't have two Olives, or does it?" (which you misread as Martini I think!) Tina could be short for Martina, there is some conjecture on here about Tina and her or his gender, thus the two Olives are a metaphor for a man's testicles. I do find your half-cocked brutish, retorts very endearing you know.
A Bloody Mary - actually, two Bloody Marys - with a full English breakfast, is the best hangover cure known to medical science.
